Sometimes We Must Move On

I regret something.

Oneday as I was driving (and almost home) I saw the most quaint and unusual sight!... (as follows):

In front of a cute little house, (near a property that has horses and cows) stood a young woman with a wide-brimmed hat on, holding a flowery blue umbrella (it looked like a big version of those tropical ones in pina coladas) and grasping the reins of a regal black horse. Springtime was whirling all about. The grass was green and high on their ankles. Yellow wild sunflowers skittered along the sides of the property. Sun was high in the sky with just a touch of cloud to sift it through. I smiled at her as I passed whilst thinking in my head...am I dreaming?
I thought of turning the corner (literally) to my house, getting my camera and heading back to take a picture of this scene. But lo..I did not.

I'll try to forget my err-ing in this matter. I think of my regret often as I pass this house. I never see anyone out and about. I don't even see a car in the driveway. Maybe nobody lives there. I don't know. But next time I see a woman with an umbrella, a horse and a hat..I will definitely make sure I capture it, print it, and hang it on my wall.